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To Oblivion
I’m a living, moving resourceLike an ever running racehorseI eat, I sleep, and I breatheIn the morningI brush my teeth and then I leaveRush out the doorPrepping for warThat an average day bringsSo I yawn my morning roar When I’m out of my abodeI communicate in codeNot too unlike morseBut once I get startedThe only
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Round the Clock
The content expresses feelings of hopelessness and entrapment in a repetitive, mundane life. It portrays a struggle between the desire for connection and the fear of solitude, emphasizing a lack of control and confusion. The narrator reflects on the cyclical nature of existence, longing for meaningful experiences amidst bleak routine.
